… walking around naked in my sparkly shoes, and then in heels, as he ran across the room shouting “Ready. Set. Go.”
… making the most amazing sofa cushion house ever. Which had a chimney and even needed repairs. So he got his tools out.
… being so desperate to play with some new bits of train that he insisted I open them so that he could play with them in the middle of the town square. (photo evidence above.)
… calling me “Katherine.” As in, “Katherine, come help me.” I blame his dad for this.
… standing on his new “stage” (a step on the deck) and singing Baa, Baa Black Sheep into his “microphone” (a baster). It was a great show.
… me: “What kind of music do you want to listen to?” Him: “Dragon music.” Of course, let me find that in my song list.
… him: “You’ve got more grey hair. It’s grown out.” Yes, thank you for noticing.
… giving his little friend a hug and a kiss when she got knocked over in football. Awwww.
